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3:34, this late night blending into morn, This empty bed, not cozy anymore I had this dream, we were breaking and taking some time It didnât seem right, to leave my partner in this crime My eyes are heavy, I am all worn out of grief Thereâs just room for you, at least that is my belief Baby love, letâs go take a drive down on Southport street, Find some perfect place, weâll find some perfect place Baby love, we should get drunk on the North Ave Beach, Its not my fault, I miss you Such a shame, shame that our time now had to come to this, Know I never wanted to, but I got to let you Go find your place, and find me when your search the through Weâll tear these pages out, and go begin a new Baby love, letâs go take a drive down on Southport street, Find some perfect place, weâll find some perfect place Baby love, we should get drunk on the North Ave Beach, Its not my fault, I miss you |